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Throughout my life, I’ve always been searching. Searching for the next best thing. Searching for that special something, whatever that may be. Always seeking happiness, enlightenment or pleasure in my next challenge or endeavour.

There is, of course, the charity element and raising awareness for mental health, which has huge relevance (obviously). But the real reason I’m walking across India might just resonate with you!

To say I underestimated pretty much everything about this ridiculous adventure I’m on, would be something of an understatement. The heat, the distance, the terrain and the toll it would take on me physically and mentally has far surpassed anything I could have ever possibly imagined.

Do I or don’t I? That is the question I’ve pondered for the last week or so.  The reality is I’m an all or nothing kinda guy and honesty (and bluntness) runs through my veins. The long and short of it is, I got robbed just over a week ago and also fell foul to the corrupt Indian police. The less said about them the better at this stage.

I’d grafted for 14 hours to get to my destination for the day. I’d had a nightmare week, like you wouldn’t believe and I was seriously considering my options. I arrived late, but thankfully the hotel had a rather nice restaurant and bar. “Go on old boy you deserve it” I said to myself, so without hesitation, I called; “namaskha bhai; Kingfisher kitna rupee?” In my strange Hindlish accent.

I recently posted my Top 5 book recommendations, which prompted a lot of emails from people suggesting books I might like to read and people who I might like to follow (always very much appreciated). But, by far the most popular question asked was, what I personally took from each of the books I recommended?

In this post, I list my top 5 books that everyone should read in order to advance in life more effectively. Reading these books is an investment of your time and will help minimise the mistakes we often make in our iives. 

The honeymoon period is well and truly over. My Indian adventure started well, but I warn you now, I hold nothing back. So, if you’re squeamish you might want to stop reading at this point!

I’ve been fortunate to have travelled all over the world and had the good fortune to have met some amazing people. People who I suspected might resent Westerners for one reason or another. Cambodia and Vietnam for example. People’s whose lives have been torn apart by war and conflict at the hands of the West, well, America to be fair.

It’s a cold crisp morning high up in the mountains of Leh. As I wake it takes me a moment to realise where I am and what lays ahead. I dress in a hurry due to the subzero temperature in my room and quickly go in search of breakfast, eggs on toast to be exact.

A while ago I wrote a post with the headline reading - Create Your Own Adventure, Srinagar to Kanyakumari is cancelled. It wasn't click bait, far from it. It was the truth. Terrorists had planted a suicide bomber amongst a convoy of police transportation along the Srinagar highway which killed forty people.

ake away the modern scooters and Vodaphone advertising that saturates the landscape of India and certain parts of Delhi could easily be mistaken for something out the 1950s. So I took it upon myself to take you back in time with a selection of black and white images taken within the first 24 hours of arriving in India.

The first 24 hours in India have been crazy. Not crazy bad, more crazy good. From the moment I got off the prehistoric British Airways plane, I knew I was in India. I could feel it, smell it and as soon as I left the airport I could taste it.

Funny how our lives can change so much in just a few years. In fact, three years ago today I was packing everything I owned into bin bags, having lost my business, my house, my fiancé and nearly my life, through depression.

If you had asked me who Damian King was at twenty one, I would have arrogantly spurted some bollocks about being a City high flyer, on a mission to make my millions. I didn’t care about ruffling feathers or treading on people’s toes. I was bullish, cocky and confident.

You have just been let go from your job, your girlfriend has dumped you, or maybe you’ve just found out that the average penis length isn’t 3.5 inches. We all go through rough patches and sometimes the last thing we want is advice. Especially the type that is of no use to us whatsoever. You know the type...

Follow these tried and tested tips to ensure you start suffering from depression. I guarantee you that they work. I followed these tips religiously for 2 years from 2014 to 2016 and ended up suicidal.

You have just been sacked, your girlfriend has dumped you, or maybe you’ve just found out that the average penis length isn’t 3.5 inches. We all go through rough patches and sometimes the last thing we want is advice.

The alarm went off at 6am and as I reached over to turn it off, the pain hit me. Every part of my body ached, the tips of my fingers numb from gripping the climbing machine. And, yet again, I slept like shit - Happy Fucking Friday.